CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
There was silence in the cavern, apart from the relentless pounding of the water.
Charlotte stared at Alison, surprised she wasn’t feeling anything. No terror, despite the gun pointing at her from a few feet away. Not even pity for the woman who’d gone to such lengths to prove Charlotte’s diagnosis wrong, only to show herself anyway.
“Why the games? Why follow me around town and refuse to talk to me?”
“Talk about what? Old friends, catching up to reminisce about the time one of them destroyed the other person’s life?”
“Sure. Why don’t we do that?” It was interesting to see uncertainty flicker into Alison’s eyes as Charlotte slipped into her Doctor Dean voice. “I think you intended to kill your husband. In order to protect yourself, you came to me, wanting some form
